It’s a bird. It’s a plane. It’s the most overused cliche phrase on the face of this planet. And don’t worry, I won’t do it again. Instead I’ll just let you all know that I am in no way boycotting the airline industry. Oh no fellas, I intentionally jumped out of that plane. And yes kids, it was a thrill.

I’ve been asked a lot to describe the feeling that comes over you as you jump from that plane. Well, there’s only one way to put it. Your heart is pumping. Adrenaline moves to your brain. Your feet go over the ledge. You jump and think in your mind: “Oh my god, I just jumped out of a plane!”

Moving at 120 miles per hour to the ground, you are absolutely enthralled by the energy thrill. Oh, I love it! There’s really nothing that can replace this thrill – except for perhaps going on a roller coaster? Wow, I am really speechless after having done this fantastic feat. I recommend it for anyone who is in it to win it.

Oh, and my goggles. Yeah. I’ll have to complain to Janet Jackson’s wardrobe designer. Costume malfunction. What can you do? It, in no way, should affect your perspective of me as a ‘pre-professional skydiver’. Haha, who am I kidding? I probably didn’t lace them up right. But that’s all apart of the adventure guys! Kia ora!